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The Cemetery

The resting place holds many unseen vatos, Invest in grace, know many hidden halos
The silent tombs cradle past desperados, The vacant graves hold echoes of old bravados
Who's turnin' to dust was loved the most, R.I.P, G, never cussed cuz Who's burning to rust, a forgotten host
Whose lust for life's thrust gave up the ghost, Who's trust was a bust, now just a ghost
Ain't fearin' the dead, it's the living with shadows that spread, alive people's too bad
In the night, keep your head, or you'll end up with lead
Ain't no foul words for a G, ghosts have ways to find and oversee
I don't curse those who rep the street, 'cause when they're dust, their lore might repeat
They dipped outta view, damn, wish I could track the crew
my homies rest in piece too
I mourn for my lost ones, they checked out too soon, love 4 dem nigga, such real goons
Salute to my posse, tough as typhoons
Loyal since day one, they never played me, Always kept it real, they never stray, see
never tried to faze me, True to the code, they never delay me, Solid in the shit, they never weigh me
Laid to rest in shadows proud, they gather in that phantom crowd
If I ignored momma's plea, I'd be history, just another lost mystery
Followin' her lead, I found my groove, without momma, I would move astray
Swallowin' her creed, I wound my youth, Without drama, I could prove the play
In deep karma, I’d lose my way, sorry, gone homies
i ain't straight now, i can't see no glory but don't worry, own cronies

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